#Chapter 162: Under Arrest

Tessa

By the time we made it back downstairs, I’d managed to smooth down the remainder of the wrinkles in my skirt and quickly fix my hair. Maisie was already chattering to Gideon about the tasty cakes she’d eaten while we were gone, even though he’d told her not to ruin her dinner.

But right now, neither of us cared about too much cake. For all I cared, Maisie could eat cake until she was sick. T